I Hear You've Been Bleeding

Franks POV
I looked into Gerard's gorgeous eyes as I continued to beat him. I feel kind of bad, but he's the one who's sparking all of these gay feelings into me. He's turning me into a faggot, and he must be hurt for that.

Pete never joined me to hurt Gerard, but Gerard's younger brother did. He was a cool guy, Mikey, but I think he takes it a bit far to be honest. I mean, I hurt him, but mikey lived with him and was his own flesh and blood. That's got to hurt.

Anyway, I needed to pee, so I walked into the bathroom nearest where I was, and walked into a cubical. However, the cubical wasn't empty, and before i could leave and apologise, I realised who it was.

Gerard, with a blade in his hand, and blood flowing down the length of his thigh. My heart wrenched. I hadn't realised that I was causing him this much pain. That I was the one who made him do this to himself. No one deserves to go through what Gerard's going through.

But I have a reputation to maintain. I swallowed my feelings and faked a laugh. "So the faggots so emo he spends his time slitting his wrists then. I'm glad you know what you're worth, it's about time you killed yourself to be honest." I kicked Gerard hard in the shin, before turning around and leaving, before Gerard had time to see the tears covering my face.

Gerard's POV

I cried even more as Frank turned and left.
Everything he said was true. I mean, if he had noticed it, it had to be there, right?

As the bell rang, I got myself together and walked to my next class.

Notes

Sorry about any mistakes.